#302- Don't Like TV Today

Impeachment Trial Begins

Don and I have a lot of time on our hands, waiting for the arrival of Grandbaby Hurst. She was due on Saturday. Today is Tuesday.

We could sit in our Airbnb and brew endless cups of coffee and watch Trump's lawyers argue, that the former president did not incite the insurrection at the U.S. Capitol on January 6. (Actually Trump will not allow anyone to call him "Former President") But I just can't watch.

How to Be a Grandma

Instead, I decided to focus on my upcoming role of Grandma. I spotted two books  on Amazon. I like the sound of "Adventures in Grandparenting" and I'm curious about the  "Science of Grandparenting". So I bought both.

Do I really need help knowing how to be a grandma? It's a different role than mom, but I've been prepping for this job, forever. As a young child, I didn't dream of  being a bride like most girls in the 1960's. I dreamed of being a Grandma. Honestly. I imagined myself on a porch swing having lemonade with my grandkids. But Baby Hurst is not going to come into this world as a child. Will I remember how to diaper and burp a baby? Do I need to act like I know what I'm doing, to give my daughter confidence in me?

Help From Anna and Lesley

I snapped up these books, because they were about 2 bucks each, on Kindle. I didn't really expect much, but both are interesting. I haven't gotten far in Quindlen's book, but I like the way she speaks of trust. I don't plan on being a grandma who spoils the kiddos and sneaks sweets & treats, then chuckles "Don't tell!"  If I spoil, I'll at least do it openly.

I like Stahl's reminder about the complicated position of sharing grandkids. I  love how she explores the evolution of grandmothers... how their purpose has changed through time. I'm intrigued to learn about famous grandparents, from Whoopi Goldberg to Eleanor Roosevelt. Who shined and who didn't?

What Am I Learning?

Well, I can't say I'm learning tons from the books. But they are fun distractions while I wait. Mostly, I think I'll just trust my instincts.

And now I'm going to finish quilting this little bib. I'm as sloppy as I was, when I took up quilting during my first pregnancy, 35 years ago. But at least I know now, just how much food and spit-up, will cover that not-so-perfect-bib!